By Dan57 and Harry Simran drinks too much booze and has to pay for it Note from the author : For a change, the present story won't include Kyrhan and his palace, just a simple wife working for an International company in Detroit, MI.... I received some feedback from a US writer who cannot understand my fascination for adultery but I find cheating on a h...
Author's note: This is a romantic satire, y'know. Don't take it too seriously. All sexual activity involves modern humans of age 18+. Nobody is murdered, not even those happily fucked to death. Feedback is appreciated. ----- randy Randy ----- I am Randy. That is both my name and my condition. (Sort of like my cousin's sweet daughter Torchy, who is always...
Chaz was finishing things up in the local cable control room that evening. With Christmas Eve came a short staff, and with it the ability to slip into places that an intern wasn’t supposed to be. He picked up the telephone, punched the number he knew now by memory and it took less than three rings to pick up. I wonder if she was waiting around for me, he tho...
Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? / To bear too tender or too firm a heart, / To act a lover's or a Roman's part? (Alexander Pope. "Elegy to the Memory of an unfortunate Lady") Professor Julian Harcourt stood for a moment at the door glancing round at the pleasant garden that was alive with colourful summer flowers. He was a handsome and disting...
Emma turned back to look into the mirror, posing her left side. The thick swell of her ass lifted the silky negligee she had draped over her firm body, her breasts holding the sheer nighty away from her, causing it to hang lightly in front of her firm tummy. She was super critical of her body, as any serious dancer would be, but especially so when she had t...
A mutual friend introduced Gary to Alicia while they attended The University of Tennessee. It took several weeks for Gary to convince Alicia to go out with him...just once. But within a few weeks after that first date, they became an exclusive couple as their relationship became serious. She was in her junior year of undergraduate studies; he was in his firs...
Conclusion Well, I left you hanging at the end of the first chapter so here we go continuing this fictional tale of woe and marital discord for our friend, the famous E. R. doctor, Dr. Jon Williamson. I stared at the report through my tired eyes. Three thirty AM is not the time to get anything new started. As expected, my blood type was O+. I knew my son...
Benjamin dressed himself slowly and carefully. Black cotton pants covered his black briefs and then a white shirt, simple with a knobby weave to the fabric. It was pulled over his head, and tucked into the pants. Sliding his hands down his chest, he straightened the shirt and then tied the ties that held it closed at his throat. He spun in front of the mirro...
Dear Ann, I have a successful teaching career, a decent home in the NYC suburbs, a decent car in the driveway, along with one for my wife and an old "should have traded it years ago" model that my two oldest kids take turns borrowing. I have an excellent retirement plan, plus contribute heavily to an annuity. My wife is also a teacher, with an identical pen...
One of my many interests is writing erotic short stories. It's an enjoyable pastime that allows me to express my erotic imagination, feelings and desires and draw on my own personal experiences. I would be a liar if I said I would not like to participate in many of the encounters I write about and this story is no exception. Aspects of this story are true an...